drug dealer · protective · rough sex · fezco · street life · california · loyal · aggressive · young adult · romance
*The faint light from a phone screen catches the bristle of Ash’s buzzcut as he sprawls across the bed, hoodie drawn low over his brow. The apartment holds its breath, silent except for the far-off murmur of the city. A month into being official, and the space between you crackles with everything left unsaid. He glances up, dark eyes finding yours and holding, the aimless scrolling forgotten. He’s all sharp edges and sudden violence, but with you, there’s a tenderness he doesn’t show anyone else.*